Homefires Burning (Closed for Jezebel1669)

[Jezebel1669]

Gently clinking her glass against Damon's Eva fixed her gaze on him quizzically. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her that and meant it, and over the last few years she'd learnt to be careful around people who did. Tilting her head back, she emptied the glass again, her eyes never leaving Damon's face, not even when they began to dilate just as they had before.

Finally looking away Eva reached for the bottle and began to slowly refill her glass. She was playing for time now, wondering whether to let Damon into the darker corners of her life or to let him keep his distance from her problems. He'd been there in the past when she'd needed him, but after that he'd left without even saying a word. Could she really trust him now, if he was only visiting home for a short trip?

With a sigh Eva stoppered the bottle and set it aside, her fingers moving cack to grip the shot glass where it lay, gently playing with it without actually lifting it from where it lay as she stared deeply into the clear liquid swilling inside. Coming to a decision her eyes shot up to stare at Damon once more.

"How much do you know about what happened after you left?" She asked, her tone hard and serious.

 

[LucianDevine]

After he asked his question, Damon kept his gaze on Eva, trying to make sure that she knew his question was genuine while also trying not to seem creepy. When she lifted her glass to take the shot, he did the same, and he found himself surprised that she kept her gaze locked with his, even as the euphoric feeling that came with the shot took each of them once more.

When the effect of the drink wore off and Eva looked away and poured herself another drink, Damon let his own gaze lower to the table. He set his shot glass aside and reached for his rum and coke, taking a small sip as he waited for her answer. He could feel her hesitation, and as genuinely curious and concerned as he was for her, he didn't try to push her to answer. Doing that would only make her push away, and that wasn't something he wanted to happen if he could avoid it.

Damon's eyes had only just lifted to look at Eva again when he saw her head lift up, and her eyes stare at him with a different kind of intensity. Her words, when they came, were in a hard and serious tone, a drastic difference compared to what she'd been like the rest of the night.

With a soft sigh, Damon lowered his gaze briefly and shook his head as he spoke. "Sadly not much, Eva. Things happened so fast for me after high school. I moved away from everybody, spent all my time on my music, got signed, and put out the record. Everything just sort of blurred together, y'know?"

Damon's gaze finally lifted when he was done talking, that small half smile on his lips once more. He reached a hand out to cover hers where it was playing with her shot glass. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I'm here if you want to talk, okay?" He spoke softly and sincerely, hoping that Eva would understand his intentions. He didn't pity her, but rather respected her enough to not push if she wasn't ready to talk.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Lifting her glass with a wary smile Eva took a small sip before looking back over at Damon. "Let's just say my life didn't work out quite as I'd intended," her voice was heavy with regret and disappointment, and her whole body was sagging in her seat, as though the whole weight of the world was bearing down on her shoulders.

Just then, the song of 'music' sprung from the stage once more as the third act of the night fired up their noise machines. To call them instruments would've been far too generous, one guy was simply standing with a length of rebar slung over his shoulder, which he'd slam into the large metal drum next to him whenever he thought the song needed a little accompaniment, or when he got bored of waiting. Out of the quartet he seems the most skilled however, with at least some sense of timing to his actions.

As the lead singer blared into her mic, the words so helplessly garbled with feedback as to be entirely incomprehensible, the guy with what once may have been a guitar hanging from a length of chain at his side began to throw fire crackers into the audience. He obviously had some sort of problem with the trio of preppy looking college boys in the front row since several of the small explosives seemed to work their way under that table with alarming regularity.

"Back to work," Eva sighed, not really wanting to leave the booth with her spirits flagging under the weight of old memories and past regrets. Reaching out, her hand began to close around her camera, long slender fingers flowing into the grooves of the well-worn, comfortable fit of the casing.

 

[LucianDevine]

The sight of Eva simply taking a sip from her shot glass instead of taking it whole as she'd done the previous ones would have been enough to tell Damon how she was feeling, even without the obvious signs that her voice and body language were giving off. He could almost see the weight of her burdens crushing her in the way that her body sagged, something that was so completely different from the girl he'd left five years ago.

Damon was about to say something when a loud cacophony of noise erupted from the stage. He gave a single look at the stage to see what was going on before turning his gaze back on the woman before him. There wasn't a doubt in his mind what was more important just then, and seven as she uttered the three words that most everybody hated to say and reached for her camera, he pushed himself out of his seat and stepped towards her.

"Give it a minute Eva..." Damon said softly as he lowered one hand to cup hers on the camera and the other to take her other hand. He lowered himself to his knees before her and moved to hug her. He didn't know if she was going to let him hug her again, but he had to try. He could literally see how badly she needed it, and he just hoped that she would give in to it one more time.

 

[Jezebel1669]

As his arms moved around her Eva felt her body collapsing into his embrace, not even knowing why. It was almost as if the burdens she'd been carrying over the last few years, which had day by day been pressing down harder and harder, had finally reached the point where she couldn't bear them any longer, and only by letting herself go completely could she finally find herself again.

Burying her face against Damon's surprisingly strong shoulder, Eva suddenly found herself crying. Slowly at first, a single drop of salt water rolling down her cheek, but soon a steady flow of tears were spilling from her eyes as she clutched helplessly at her old friend's arm and screamed her pain out into the world knowing that no-one would hear it over the riotous discord coming from the stage.

After what seemed like an eternity Eva finally managed to pull herself back together and lifting her head turned her gaze to look up into Damon's eyes. She knew what she wanted to do, and she knew she shouldn't. Luckily there was enough alcohol in her system to excuse her actions and so reaching up she slid her hand around the back of his neck and pulled his mouth down onto hers, pressing their lips together almost painfully as her tongue plunged between them.

 

[LucianDevine]

It was impossible for Damon to truly be happy about the fact that Eva broke down into tears and was crying against his shoulder. Sadly, though, it was likely for the best for her. He didn't know exactly what had happened in her past to change her so, but he did know that is was bad for a person to keep things like this bottled up. It would have destroyed her in the end. So as bad as things must have been, he hoped that now would mark the beginning of better times for her.

Damon was more than content to hold Eva for however long she needed. So when she seemed to be done and lifted her head up to meet his gaze, he simply offered up his small half smile without saying a word.

It was safe to say that Damon hadn't expected anything of what had happened since he'd gotten to the talent show to happen. Of all the things he could have expected, though, even if he had known that he was going to run into Eva, her kissing him in such a passionate and borderline violent way would have would been at the very bottom of that list.

Though Damon's brain was a jumbled mess that had no idea what it wanted to do, his body was a completely different story. His hand rose up to fist itself in her hair as he kissed her back with a passion that almost rivaled her own. His tongue battled with hers, sliding over, along, and pressing against it, trying to force it's way into her mouth as she fought to keep hers in his. This was a moment that he'd thought about so very many times, and in his alcohol induced state, he couldn't have cared less that she was not only with somebody, but with a man that he'd once considered a friend. His other hand dipped down and snaked it's way under the back of her shirt. He found himself desperately needing to feel even more of her flesh against his, and the second he felt the heated skin of her lower back, he let out a low groan into their kiss and crushed her against him that much harder. His cock was right there with him, throbbing angrily within his jeans while being simultaneously crushed against her lower abdomen. It was truly a struggle then not to just throw her down on the table and take her right there, not giving a fuck who saw them!

 

[Jezebel1669]

As his hand slipped down her skirt, fingers grazsing over her firm buttocks, Eva moved her body against them, rubbing herself in a desperate, needful way that her mind wasn't truly aware of at first. As awareness dawned on her though a sinking feeling overcame her, pulling back from the kiss she tucked her face against Damon's shoulder again, as if to hide in his embrace as her eyes darted across the surrounding crowd before looking back into her friend's eyes once more.

"Not here," she whispered in a hushed, secretive tone, and with a twist of her hips lithly slipped out under his arms. Grabbing his hand in hers, Eva quickly started to make her way to the back of the bar, dodging Danny's quizzical gaze as she pulled Damon after her through the storage room and out into the dark back alley behind the club. Quickly glancing around she made sure no one else was making use of the secluded spot, but with the raucous noise coming from inside it seemed that she was alone and undisturbed with Damon.

Immediately she turned back to him once more, her hand moving to cup his cheek as her lips found his. Her other hand stroking its way down the side of his body until it found its way to his belt buckle, which her deft, skillful fingers unfastened with an astonishing ease. Without wasting time on the rest of the restraints blocking her path, Eva plunged her hand down the front of Damon's pants, her hand closing around his swelling prick as she began to stroke it with an urgency that even now surprised him.

As she tasted him in her mouth and felt the strength of him between her fingers Eva let herself be swept along by the sensations. The bass beat of the music echoing from inside pounding through her body, heightening everything as she pressed herself against the man that in that moment she knew she'd loved for so long.

 

[LucianDevine]

Any hesitations Damon might have had about what he and Eva were doing were easily washed away when he felt her moving and rubbing her body against him. Her need only fueled his own desire, and he sought to deepen their kiss that much more. His attempts were denied, albeit not necessarily rebuffed when she broke the kiss and pressed her cheek against his shoulder once more. He saw her look around, and it was then that he understood why she'd broken their kiss.

Eva's words confirmed Damon's suspicions, and when she moved to slip under his arm and out of her chair, he made no attempt to stop her. She grabbed his hand and pulled him after her, and he gladly followed her as they moved towards back of the bar, through the storage room, and out a back door that led them into an alley behind the building. He saw her glance around to make sure they were alone before she turned back to him once more.

The feel of her hand on his cheek guided his lips back to hers as her other hand stroked it's way down his body until it reached his belt buckle, which she deftly undid with astonishing speed. She wasted no more time on clothing and quickly dipper her hand down his pants until it fisted his inch and a half thick cock. He groaned lustfully into their kiss as she stroked his throbbing eight inch length with a need that literally shocked him.

Damon's body leaped at the challenge, though. As she moved to press herself against him even more he reacted out of sheer instinct, turning them and pushing her against the wall as his hands dropped to her hips and dipped deftly beneath the waistband of her skirt. He kissed her hard and deep, this time pushing his tongue past her lips to invade her mouth. He shamelessly pushed her skirt down past her hips as his hands kept going squeezed her ass and pulled her hips hard against him. There was barely enough room for her to stroke his cock, but he hardly cared just then as he held her lower body against him as he kept her upper body pinned against the wall with his fiery kiss.

 

[Jezebel1669]

As Damon pinned her against the wall Eva felt in the same moment both afraid and comforted. The strength of his body held her firmly but gently, and even though he could've crushed her any second she trusted that he would keep her safe. Despite that she reached up with her free hand, pushing him away to give herself a little room to manoeuvre before lifting her body on her tiptoes, rising herself up just enough.

Her other hand tugged on Damon's thick, throbbing cock, fingers gently massaging its length even as she pulled it down, placing its tip against her already slickly wet folds. With a little wriggling of her hips she felt the bulging head of his manhood work its way between her swollen lips, nestling itself against her inner opening as she relaxed her grip and lifted her arms up his body.

With both hands locking behind his head, Eva lifted her feet off the ground, wrapping her thighs around Damon's waist as she pushed herself down onto him, her head falling back and eyes fluttering closed as she gasped with sublime pleasure as he entered her fully. Not wasting any time her hips began to grind against him as her silky inner walls wrapped around his shaft, tightening around it as they squeezed him welcomingly.

 

[LucianDevine]

As one, the eager pair worked each others clothes out of the way. Despite his eagerness, Damon relented to the push of Eva's hand, but was still crushing his lips against hers as she rose up onto the tips of her toes and guided the tip of his achingly hard cock against her slick folds.

Damon's mind was blown by how wet Eva was just then, and it made it that much harder to keep himself under control and wait for her as she wriggled her hips. It didn't take long for her to get his cock where she wanted it, but it felt like an eternity to him. Her efforts helped coat the head of his cock in her slickness, and when she had him positioned where she wanted him, he felt her arms move up his body to until her hands locked behind his head.

Damon was far from a virgin, but he was far form ready for the sudden feeling of Eva lifting her legs off the ground and pushing herself fully down onto his cock almost had him cumming on the spot. As one their heads feel back from their kiss, she gasping with her pleasure as he groaned with his.

Eva wasted no time in taking what she wanted, grinding her hips on his cock as she clenched her inner walls around his penetrating length. He groaned once more as his head dipped forward to press his forehead against hers, wanting to see the look in her eyes as he gave he simply held his hips in position for her to pleasure herself as she saw fit. His thrusts would come in due time, but for now he wanted to see this beautiful woman enjoy herself on his cock.

 

[Jezebel1669]

With her eyes squeezed shut Eva let herself forget where she was and who she was with, instead simply allowing herself to enjoy the warmth of the strong body pressing against hers as she slowly moved herself on Damon's cock. Her juices were flowing freely, dripping down Damon's thighs, Eva rocked her body against his letting herself be overcome by the moment.

The stress and guilt she'd clung to for so long fell away, and Eva almost felt as though she would float away without Damon's strong arms holding her in place. She let out a deep, delighted sigh as the surprise of the sudden freedom filled her, and a moment later felt her whole body quaking as she began to laugh with sheer delight. The motion caused Damon's cock to wriggle itself even deeper inside her and with a sudden yelp Eva jerked in his arms as she felt him pressing against the deepest parts of her womanhood.

 

[LucianDevine]

It was nearly impossible for Damon to tell exactly what Eva was feeling from her face. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and she was near-silent for the most part. Her body on the other hand, gave off more than enough signals for him to tell how she was doing. Her movements were slow and steady as her juices flowed freely from her, so much in fact, that he could feel it dripping down his thighs.

The deep sigh that eventually sounded from Eva's lips was a welcome thing to hear. The laugh that followed, however, was totally unexpected. It seemed to catch her as off guard as it caught him, because as her body quaked and clenched around Damon's penetrating cock, it slid deeper than it had previously gone. He groaned in pleasure at the feel of the tip of his cock hitting her cervix, but the sound of her yelp cut his groan short. His arms tightened around her holding her steadily as he backed up a bit.

"Is that too much?" Damon asked with obvious concern. "Did I hurt you?" His dark brown eyes searched her face for signs of what she might want or need.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Her eyes rolled open as Eva heard Damon's voice, and for a moment a look of confusion filled them, as if she once more didn't recognise him. A second later, as she remembered where she was her expression changed completely, a joyful smile spreading from her eyes down to her mouth as she looked up at the man buried so deeply inside her.

"It hurts a little," she said in a playful tone, "But only in the best way." With that Eva wriggled her hips, intentionally squeezing herpussy tighter around Damon's shaft as she did. Giggling with a youthful tone, Eva surprised herself with just how carefree and reckless she was feeling, a way she hadn't felt in years. A way she couldn't even remember ever having felt.

Fixing her gaze with Damon's Eva's mouth twisted into a mischevious grin. "Now are you going to fuck this tight, wet pussy of mine," she purred, "Or do I have to bend over and let you take me the other way?" Damon was caught aback, a little unsure just how much the woman who had once been so pure and well mannered in high school was joking about what she'd just suggested.

 

[LucianDevine]

The joyful smile that came to Eva's lips was truly a welcome sight, especially at such an intimate moment like this. Her first words would have worried Damon if not for that smile. The second would have purged him of any concerns he had if there were any left, especially when he felt her wriggling her hips again, working his length deeper into her once more. His eyes closed briefly as he felt her clenching around his cock again.

Eva's final words seemed to be as much a challenge as it was a playful invitation. "I was enjoying the sight of you fucking yourself on my cock." Damon said in a soft and seductive tone as he pulled his cock slowly out of her, pulling back until just the head of his engorged prick was within her tight, wet, and clenching pussy. "But I guess it would be a sin to keep a beautiful woman waiting wouldn't it?"

Damon didn't give Eva time to respond to his question. The second the last word was out of his mouth, his hips surge forward, driving the full of his cock into her with a single stroke. The feeling of the tip of his cock hitting her cervix had him seeing spots. He didn't let that distract him, though, and without hesitation he pulled out of her again only to lunge forward once more. Time and again, Damon drove his cock into the tight and wet pussy clenching around his cock, the sound of wet flesh smacking together mingling with their voices as he fucked her like she'd invited him to.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Eva squealed in surprise as Damon began to thrust forcefully into her, the sudden switch from the gentle, almost timid way he'd been holding her up until now catching her off-guard for a moment. Each time he pushed himself into her Eva could feel him cockhead press against her womb, slipping over the opening and touching her in places she'd never experienced before. The sensation was overwhelming, and at first Eva felt as though she was going to collapse at any second.

Quickly moving her arms up, she wrapped them around the back of Damon's neck, using his strong shoulders to brace herself against him as her back pressed against the rough wall behind them. Her jacket was going to be a mess after this, but she didn't care. Without saying a word she pressed her mouth hard against her lover's and forced her tongue deeply into his mouth as she let him take control of her.

 

[LucianDevine]

It had been risky to switch gears so quickly. Damon had known that much before he did it, but there was an equal amount of risk of potentially boring her if he'd gone too slow too long. The alcohol in their systems was naturally another unpredictable variable, leaving him with just the one option, which was to make a decision and stick with it!

The squeal that Eva let out naturally worried Damon, but when she wrapped her arms around his neck and braced herself against him, he was glad for it. The sudden and forceful kiss that came next was similarly reassuring. It gave him the confidence to keep fucking her as forcefully as she was kissing him. Her tongue surged past his lips, and though he relented to the intrusion, his tongue still fought and wrestled with hers as he moaned into that kiss, giving as good as he was getting.

Damon knew that it would be impossible for him to last long like this. Everything was happening so fast, so hard, and felt so damn good. He just hoped that Eva was enjoying this as much as he was and would find her release before he inevitably got his.

 

[Jezebel1669]

With all the emotions rushing through her, and the increased stimulation Damon was providing her, it wasn't long before Eva's breaths became ragged and broken. Gasping for air as her body was pounded hard up against the wall even as she clung to her old friend's shoulders helpless to stop him from using her any way he liked.

There was a certain freedom in abandoning control to him, and melting in his arms Eva felt the surge of sensation building up from inside her and without thinking clamped her teeth down on Damon's jacket as her body began to convulse, her hips jerking hard into his crotch as her pussy clamped tightly around his thrusting prick.

 

[LucianDevine]

The kiss that Eva initiated could only last for so long before the two had to inevitably had to break for air. They were both breathing fast and hard as Damon continued to pound his cock into her, and despite his best efforts, he could feel the building sensation in the pit of his stomach.

There was only so much Damon could do to keep his body from building as he fucked the unbelievably wet yet somehow tight pussy that sheathed his cock. The sudden jerking of Eva's hips combined with the painfully tight clenching of her pussy around his cock caught Damon completely off guard. He'd been expecting a scream, but her teeth on the collar of his jacket kept him at bay

Damon fought to keep up the pace of his thrusts as Eva's tight pussy clenched and spasmed on his cock, wanting to literally fuck her through the full of her orgasm. His fingers gripped the brick wall before him painfully as his body built, and he buried his face against her hair as that sensation reached his balls and surged up his cock. One final thrust was all it took to make his cock erupt with his cum as a loud groan, barely stifled by her hair, loosed from his mouth.

The first spray of Damon's hot seed came when the tip touched Eva's cervix again. The sheer pleasure that he felt when the hypersensitive tip was overwhelming. It felt so good that it bordered on pain, but he couldn't have stopped himself if he wanted, not anymore. His body found a new pace all it's own then, and as his hands dug into the wall, his arms closed tighter around her, and even his neck muscles tightened, holding his face hard against her hair. His cock pounded into her with reckless abandon, every thrust fucking a new burst of his cum Into her wet and fertile body.

 

[Jezebel1669]

The explosion inside her sent another wave of pleasure washing through Eva's body and her mouth opened as she moaned a breathless gasp of pure passion into the air. There was no way for her to describe how good she felt in that moment, the light of her orgasms flowing together as one eclipsed the next in a growing intensity which left her senses shattered and fragmented.

It was all she could do to cling to Damon's body, her arms hanging limply around his shoulders and her legs waving bonelessly either side of him. Only the pressure of him pinning her to the wall, and the thick, throbbing shaft of his penis buried deeply inside her, prevented the native woman from falling onto the dirty alley floor below. As she hung there, pinned in place on his cock, all Eva could do was to pull her head around and stare into her lover's eyes with an intensity of emotion she couldn't fully understand.

She could feel his milk inside her, filling her more and more by the second as he pumped deeply into her, and her face spread in a wide, gormless grin of satisfaction at the sensation of being so filled with love, both figuratively and, as his cock finally pulled out to let a torrent of juices drip from inside, literally.

For several long seconds Eva simply hung there in Damon's arms, their warm bodies cooling in the chilly night air. Finally Eva lowered her feet, carefully avoiding the large puddle they'd made together, and shifting her skirt back into place took a step away before turning and placing her hand against Damon's strong chest.

"What now?" She asked timidly, almost afraid of what he might say. Was this it for them? A single night in a dark alleyway? Or could she even dare to hope for more.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon was truly reluctant to pull his cock out of Eva just then. He truly wanted this moment to last forever, and as long as his cock was inside her, even as it softened, it meant that this moment didn't have to end.

The end was inevitable though, and Damon let out a soft sigh of dismay as his soft cock slipped out of Eva's sopping wet pussy. He had to adjust his feet afterwards, because the second he pulled out of her, a torrent of their combined juices flooded out of her. Despite that, he lingered there, holding her gaze as he gave her several seconds to recover before he moved to set her down.

Damon was torn on what to say just then, or even if he should say anything. He pulled his pants up, zipped, snapped, and set his belt back in place before he turned towards her once more. He saw her just as she was finishing smoothing out her skirt. He saw her single hand raise, and let remained still as it got close enough to finally press against his chest.

Eva's question came in a timid voice that he might have sworn belonged to somebody else, especially after how brazen they had both been just minutes ago. His dark brown gaze found her lighter one once moe, and that small half smile returned to his lips once more.

"If I had my way Eva..." Damon started as he lifted a hand to cover her hand on his chest. "I would have this night last forever." He knew how bad his words could be interpreted so as he spoke them, he stepped forward, reaching his other hand to cup her cheek. "I've dreamed about this night so many times, thought about all the things that I should have done after...that kiss..." He lowered his gaze from hers for but a moment, the Damon that she'd known from before peaking through once more.

"I don't know what happened after I left, but I do want to know. I want to be here for you now, like I should have been here for you then..." Damon's gaze finally lifted once more, a sense of purpose in his eyes. He took another step forward, closing the last of the distance between them as he wrapped his arms around her once more. It was a hug like this that had started them down this seemingly surreal interaction, but here he was again.

"I want to hold you, hug you, kiss you...love you if you'll let me..." Damon hugged Eva tight, hoping he didn't hurt her as he first buried his face in her hair before lowering his lips to her neck. There were so many things he wanted to say, so many more that he wanted to do. He couldn't do them alone, though. He knew that the decision was easy from his perspective, but not nearly so easy for her. He didn't want to pressure her, but more important than that, he didn't want to leave any cards on the table, not again.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Letting herself enjoy the touch of Damon's lips against her neck for a moment, Eva eventually pulled away, her hand pushing against his chest a little weakly, as if she wanted him to hold onto her despite herself. The silence flowing from inside the club was all they needed to hear to know the night was over, and soon Eva would ahve to return to her... loved one.

Stepping away, her arms lingering a long moment as if not entirely wanting to leave, Eva stepped away, moving slowly back towards the door before pulling it open with a wary sigh. "We'd better not leave my gear in there too long," she said, the excuse sounding just as hollow in her ears as it probably did to Damon as she jerked her head in the direction of the dark opening. "One of the regulars might start getting stupid ideas."

Making her way quickly back down the length of the room, Eva's eyes darted nervously over the thinning crowd, trying to spot whether anyone had noticed her long absence, before finally stopping beside her booth. Her riding leathers were already laid out on the table and with a quick glance and a smile towards the barman she thanked Danny for the small courtesy, hoping it wasn't some sort of sign of his disapproval of her.

Standing there for a moment, both hands pressed against the cold, unyielding stable top, Eva closed her eyes and tried to dim the little voice in her head which was already making her feel stupid for what she'd just done. Between her legs she could feel Damon's seed beginning to leak out of her, oozing its way down her thighs. Quickly she grabbed leathers and slipped her legs into them, tucking her skirt inside before anyone noticed the stain rapidly growing across the fabric.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon didn't try to stop Eva when she made to pull away again, though he was glad to see and feel the hesitation in her movements. He heard her words and knew that it was just an excuse, but didn't call her on it. He simply nodded his head and moved to follow her.

As Damon walked behind Eva, his mind was reeling from what they'd just done, the alcohol still running rampant in his system, and his own guilt for the desires that he was feeling but knew he shouldn't be.

When the pair reached the table, Damon was glad to see that, as far as he could tell, Eva's equipment seemed untouched. He felt like he should do something, or at least say something, but with everything happening so fast it made it that much harder. It wasn't until he saw the bottle and partially taken shot that Eva had left behind that he got an idea.

"Hey Eva...that thing we were drinking. How much alcohol is in it? Do you really think either of us should be driving right now?" Now that he'd started down this road, Damon knew that he had no choice but to keep going. "I could call you an Uber, get you a cab...or maybe get you a room for the night." Damon didn't dare suggest that she stay with him, not just yet anyway, even though he knew it was something they both probably wanted. He hoped it was a subject he'd get to soon...hopefully.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Bending over the table, Eva was acutely aware of the slick feeling spreading between her legs even as she lifted her backside to give Damon a good view of her leatherclad ass. Looking back over her shoulder as she stripped down her cameras and methodically sorted tem back into their carry cases the photographer shot her old friend a quick smile.

"Don't worry about it, Danny's got me covered," she said in a light tone which was only slightly undercut by an edge of guilt slipping in at the edges. "This isn't the first time a show's run over and I've had to make arrangements to get home." Turning back to her cases Eva quickly sealed them shut, pulling one onto her shoulder and slipping the other off the table, letting the weight of it counterbalance the first.

For a moment the beautiful native woman aimply stood there in front of the man she'd just let fuck her in a backalley, uncertain what she should say or do in circumstances like these. It wasn't as if it was something that happened to her every day, but even as his thick cum crept its way down her legs inside the tight leather rider suit Eva knew it hadn't been a mistake.

Coming to a decision she reached down and tugged a business card from her bag and quickly flipped it over on the table, the presentation of her ass suffering only a little by the large bag forcing her spine to contort uncomftably just to give Damon the best angle possible of her tight buns. Pulling a pen out Eva quickly scribbled her private cell number on the small piece of card before turning back to her lover.

"Here," she said bluntly thrusting the card at Damon almost too forcefully. "You're a famous musician now, I'm sure you could do with a personal photographer." The justification sounded a little hollow, but as she held the card out Eva's body language seemed to soften, the stress easing out of her as the excuses and rationalisations settled in her mind. "I can make myself available pretty much anytime you need to..."

As her voice trailed off, Eva hoped Damon caught the gist of what she was hinting at. It might mean that they'd have to arrange some 'official events' for her to shoot for him, and that he'd functionally paying her to spend time with him, but Eva didn't care about the implications of that relationship. She just wanted to see him again.

 

[LucianDevine]

For the first time since he'd started talking to Eva, Damon was getting mixed messages from her. Her words naturally said one thing, but the way she bent, twisted, and moved her body said something completely different. Still, he didn't want to force the issue when she said that Danny would make arrangements for her, lest she push him away. So, sadly there wasn't much to do but sit back and enjoy the show that she seemed to enjoy putting on for him.

The signals that Eva was giving off shifted again when she wrote down her phone number and thrust it at him, Damon swallowed hard as he reached for it, his eyes searching hers, trying to fight past the arousal she still sparked in his body. He loved being so aroused by her, that much was for sure, but he wanted more than that, wanted her to want more to.

Damon naturally took the card that Eva offered, his other hand reaching to pull out his phone. He entered her name and number into his contact list before pressing the call button

"I'll call you so that you have my number, Eva..." Damon started, his eyes still searching hers. "I'll definitely keep your offer in mind, but I want you to know that you can call me too. If you need anything you can call me, anytime anywhere, doesn't matter, I mean that."

Damon knew that this night was coming to an end, and he found himself hating that fact. He wanted to be there for her right now, because he knew that something was wrong, but couldn't force her on that issue no matter how much he wanted to.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Pulling out her phone Eva cancelled the incoming call before holding the small device up with a cheesy fake grin she often used when dealing with small children, and guys who spent more time staring down her top than into the lens at photoshoots. "Smile for the camera," she said with a playful lilt in her voice, quickly snapping of a shot of Damon before quickly assigning the image to the missed call ID. For a second she pondered what she should type in for Damon's name, before quickly typing in 'Smug Cunt' and flipping the phone around for him to see.

"There you go," she said with a smile, "And I promise I will call if I need anything."

Glancing over at the bar Eva could see Danny ushering out the last of his customers, his eyes shooting over in her direction in a concerned manner. "Looks like it's time to be going," she said with a heavy sigh. The night had been one of the best she'd had in quite some time and she really didn't want it to end, but life rarely turned out the way she wanted it to and now it was time to head back to reality.

Leaning forwards Eva gripped Damon's forearm gently, pulling him towards her as she kissed his cheek. Her lips lingered a moment longer than would normally be considered polite, but as she could still feel his spunk oozing its way down her thighs they were probably a ways passed common courtesy at this point.

"Give me a call so we can arrange a date," she said with finality before stepping away from her old friend, making her way across the bar without looking back. Sher wanted to, but she also knew that the best way to remove a band-aid was to rip it off in one go, that way you could deal with the pain all at once rather than letting it linger.

As she drew up close to Danny he was just in the process of giving instructions to the guy affectionately referred to as the cook, but whose skills in the kitchen began and ended at operating a grill and microwave oven. "You okay to give me a ride?" She asked her friend, waving her hand beside her head to indicate her less than ideal suitability to be driving herself.

"Always," Danny said with a warm, tender smile. "Just as long as you don't throw up. Again."

"Oh, come on. It was just the one time and you always have to bring it up?" The playfulness of their companionship gave Eva a warm feeling. Danny was her big teddy bear, and if he hadn't employed the young man in his kitchen for the soul reason of trying to get into the guy's tight fitting jeans someday she'd probably have ended up in bed with him at some point, rather than just spending her nights comparing notes on their fantasy crushes.

Stepping out into the cool night's air Eva made her way around to the side car park, watching thankfully as Danny carefully hauled her bike up into the back of his flatbed before reaching out for her camera cases.

"Anything good happen for you tonight?" The big guy asked with a concerned tone, watching Eva's face closely as he strapped her gear in place securely.

Glancing back at the club for a long moment Eva took a deep breath before turning back to face her friend. "Ask me again in the morning," she replied with honest apprehension. Tonight had been good, but even through the alcoholic daze Eva knew it could only lead to trouble in the long-term, and she already had enough trouble in her life for two lifetimes, no need to go looking for more.

The drive back to her cabin was a quiet one, there really wasn't anything either of the comrades needed to say, and as she listened to the soulful music which called out from the radio, something which would probably have surprised anyone not familiar with Danny's tastes, Eva mulled over what had happened, and what it could mean for the future.

Stepping back into her home Eva had no problem spotting Jack laid out on the couch in front of the TV as she piled her camera equipment safely out of the way in the corner. His prick was still hanging out and for a moment Eva wondered if he'd even bothered to put it away after she'd left, before realising that of course he hadn't. In fact apart from a slightly larger pile of empty cans on the floor next to him very little had changed in the past few hours. For Jack at least.

Making her way quietly into the bedroom the natural native beauty caught a look at herself in the mirror as she peeled off the road leathers and admired herself in the reflection. There was something different about her, and she didn't just mean the sticky mess drying out between her legs. For a long time she'd avoided looking at herself at all, but now standing here in her skirt and top for a moment she saw through Damon's eyes rather than Jack's, and what she saw looked good.

Running her hands down her body Eva smoothed the fabric over her womanly curves. She really was beautiful, she realised suddenly as if it was something she'd somehow forgotten about herself. She was a beautiful woman who deserved to be loved.

The moment was broken as she heard Jack snort loudly in his sleep, mumbling incoherently to himself as he shifted his position slightly before sinking back into Morpheus's embrace. With a heavy sigh Eva moved into the bathroom, quickly stripping off her clothes before pausing for a moment. Tipping out the laundry basket she dumped everything she'd been wearing at the bottom before piling everything else back in on top of it. She'd need to make sure to wash the cum-stained dress and tights as soon as she could, but if she did it now she'd only wake up Jack, and he'd have too many questions about her strange behaviour which she wasn't prepared to answer just yet.

Stepping into the shower Eva let the water wash over her, letting the droplets wash away her crimes as the warmth spread through her body. She was reminder of Damon yet again, and as her hands worked their way over her skin, cleaning away the sweat and... other things, she could feel her body responding favourably, just as it had in the alleyway. The memories came flooding back, and before Eva realised what was happening her body was moving with a fluid grace under her touch, wanting Damon's fingers to be the ones caressing her.

Pushing those thoughts from her mind Eva quickly finished washing up, towelling herself off before pulling on a fresh t-shirt and climbing into bed. The sheets were cold against her skin, but hopefully her body heat would warm them up quickly. Tucking herself in tight she laid down for a restless night, her mind still haunted by Damon and what had happened and her imagination filling her dreams with hopes and fears for the future.